My shoulders relax, and I whisper, “Do we have superpowers in our world?” “Yeah,” he says, “but you’re not invisible.” Damn. “What can I do then?” “Fly,” he says, “with me.” He lifts me up quickly, onto his back like we always do. And he races towards a door, my hair blowing behind me. My lips rise in a weak smile. He says, “Want to get lost with me in a palace?” I rest my chin on his shoulder, a couple tears dripping but they come from a fuller place in my heart. “Yes.”
SO. CUTE. :')
